All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 511 511: Chapter Three Hundred and Three Conflict!_1

In South City Road, willows swayed gracefully. At the water ferry, boats drifted like pieces in a game of chess, all bustling with Sect Disciple Cultivators.
Among the flux of people, however, three stunning figures instantly drew the gazes of many. The three women stood in a row. The one on the left was tall and statuesque, her jet-black hair, like a cascading waterfall, flowed from her snowy neck, held up in coils by a silver hairpin adorned with dangling ornaments.
Her pursed lips were as red and charming as ripe cherries.
The woman on the far right had a face as still and pale as water, her complexion notably pallid; her flowing silver hair was especially eye-catching. It appeared she should have been walking quickly, but she seemed to intentionally slow her pace, perhaps to accommodate the girl trapped between them, whose cheeks were as adorable as a porcelain doll's.
The trio were none other than Xiao Ruoching, Mo Li, and the Sword Maiden, who had left the Sword Sect's residence for a stroll on Treasures Avenue.
Passersby couldn't help but cast their gazes towards them. The Sword Maiden pursed her lips, her fair neck flushing red as she tried her best to hide behind Xiao Ruoching.
Xiao Ruoching patted her head and sighed.
In this child, she couldn't sense the confidence a cultivator should possess, only timidity and self-loathing. Could this stem from her background and the prolonged unfair treatment she has endured?
"Sword Maiden, see if there's anything you like. Your senior sister will buy it for you."
The surroundings were clamorous, a torrent of sound and heat surging in waves. It seemed as if every cultivator in South City for the Buckle Immortal Gate event had converged here. The streets were very spacious, yet even so, they could hardly manage the formidable flow of people.
On both sides of the road, many cultivators sat cross-legged, an array of unusual items laid out before them.
Many vendor cultivators hawked their wares, calling out to customers. Others simply placed their items by the street and sat there, remaining silent even when questioned, awaiting a fated buyer.
Of course, wherever cultivators gathered, the good and the bad intermingled, and scam artists were never in short supply.
If swindled, one could only suffer in silence, like a mute eating Coptis root—the bitterness unspoken. They had to swallow their grievances and bear it, having brought the misery upon themselves, with no one else to blame.
"Great Sun Gold, the hardest metal under the heavens! If you find a master refiner to forge it, it can easily shatter a glazed tile!"
"Buddha Flower! One glance stirs the spirit; another glance reveals nirvana! Awaiting its destined one!"
"This is the 'Auspicious Dragon Eighteen Thousand Chapters'! Hu Hansan himself obtained it from the Multi-Bao Pavilion. It can be used for attack or defense! A secret manual of the Buddha Gate, not passed on to outsiders!"
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Xiao Ruoching stared at the 'Auspicious Dragon Eighteen Thousand Chapters' before a vendor, her expression somewhat peculiar.
Noticing Xiao Ruoching's dazed look, Mo Li asked with a hint of confusion, "What's wrong? Is that cultivation technique very special?"
Xiao Ruoching snapped back to reality. A slight smile touched her lips as she gently shook her head and replied, "It's nothing. It just reminded me of some old times."
She tilted her head slightly, a playful look in her eyes as she gazed at Mo Li. Her red silken dress, slit modestly to just above her knees, offered glimpses of her smooth, jade-like, and perfectly proportioned legs.
"Mo Li, has Master ever told you this: 'This world doesn't have that many peerless secret manuals or priceless treasures for you to stumble upon. Only those with great destiny can possess them'?"
Mo Li paused, then instinctively shook her head.
Such foolish words. In her memory, that didn't sound like something the man she knew would say.
Xiao Ruoching's lips pursed slightly. Her eyes held a distant look, nearly overflowing with an almost overwhelming tenderness.
She then turned to face the man named Hu Hansan and said, "I'll take this 'Auspicious Dragon Eighteen Thousand Chapters'..."
Hu Hansan's face lit up with excitement. Ever since he had obtained this so-called technique from the Multi-Bao Pavilion, he had known it was utter rubbish. Now that he had finally found someone gullible enough to be interested, he was desperate to sell it.
As they were discussing the terms, a commotion suddenly erupted ahead. Xiao Ruoching instinctively looked up and saw the crowd bunching together. Faintly, a woman's angry shout could be heard.
"This Spirit Sword! We saw it first, and we'd already agreed on the price! What are you Wuhua Palace people doing, causing trouble?"
"Vendor, how much is this little Sword Sect whelp offering? I'll pay double! You want it? Then come beg me!"
"Ah, these two honored customers, you see, this..."
Xiao Ruoching's eyes narrowed. The three of them then walked towards the source of the dispute, observing the scene unfolding before them.
A female Sword Sect Disciple in standard attire was seething with fury. Opposite her stood six or seven men dressed in the Yin Yang Dao Robes of Wuhua Palace, smug smirks playing on their faces. The man leading them held a folding fan, regarding the Sword Sect Disciple with a mocking expression.
A Loose Cultivator in plain linen clothes sweated profusely as he eyed the Spirit Sword. It wasn't an especially precious item; he merely wanted to exchange it for some spirit stones to buy cultivation pills.
This was the scene that had consequently unfolded.
I'm just an ordinary Loose Cultivator; I daren't offend either of these transcendent powers.
Mo Li's brow furrowed. She glanced at the few Sword Sect Disciples silently standing behind the female disciple, then stepped forward and asked coolly, "What's going on here?"
Upon seeing Mo Li and Xiao Ruoching arrive, a spark of hope flashed in the female disciple's eyes. She quickly hurried towards Mo Li, her face etched with grievance as she began to speak,